Holiday From Real

Sometimes, there are these pure, happy moments that just happen.

And they are very, very wonderful.

Way Back Wednesday

I think I'm going to start making a tradition of this :) Just because I like to reminisce and there really are a few stories that might never get told otherwise! ANYWAY, Once upon a time, the Roomz and I were in a sorority. I don't know why we ever thought this was a good idea for us since we had a hard enough time getting along with girls as it was and we weren't really into the frat boy scene but, we decided we wanted to give it a try.

One of the really great things about sororities is that they're always giving you a bunch of reasons to get dressed up all fancy and take nice pictures :) Since then, we've quit but before we did that, we were able to attend one last semi-formal.

We took lots of silly pictures...

J and I were our naturally adorable selves... (Can you believe we'd only been dating like, 6 months here?? So crazy)

The dance wasn't really what we expected and by that I mean it was on a lawn with maybe one spotlight for the whole place, it was very cold, the food was gone by the time we got there and the DJ had gone AWOL. So of course we did what any college kid would do and went to Wendy's where we proceeded to order a feast and take some more ridiculous pictures

Do I ever regret not staying at that dance? No. No, I don't.

Happy Wednesday, people :)

Term Paper Week

It's term paper week!

Wish us luck!!

We are DEFINITELY going to need it.

MOAS

This past weekend, I participated in the San Antonio Model of the Organization of American States. What is that? most normal people would ask. WELL, the OAS is like the UN of the Western hemisphere and the model means we dress up, pretend we're delegates representing different countries and discuss ideas, debate and pass resolutions and compete for awards. This year, my school represented Uruguay and this great country:

We ended up winning plenty of speaker awards, including best delegation! It's always so much fun but so, so stressful at the same time. Because there are awards, people go to win and not so much to compete fairly and diplomatically. In other words: people be runnin' games. Especially certain schools that have openly expressed their distaste for ours. Runnin' games so hard that we actually felt like simultaneously punching things/crying/storming out and never coming back.

Therefore, winning took a lot more than it should have. From Thursday morning to Saturday night, I got 5 hours of sleep, ate one meal and ingested what probably totals to over 1000 mg of caffeine. I don't know how I survived to be honest, but I did! Now that I'm sleep deprived like nobody's business, you can bet that there are two term papers and a thesis chapter due, too!

Wish me luck on surviving :)

J, the Snake Charmer

I mentioned before that when we went to the San Diego zoo, there was this little poisonous green snake that took a strange liking to J. It was one of the strangest things I had ever witnessed and I feel it's only right to share it with the world!



Normally, I avoid uploading YouTube videos like the plague because it just takes so dang long! And I basically have no patience as is but this video is just so ridiculous, it was worth the 5 minutes it took to upload haha

Happy Thursday everyone!

That Time I Went to El Salvador

I suck at blog updating, I know. It seems that I have a lot of time to write during certain periods and absolutely none during others. Such is the college life, I guess but I'm going to make an effort to try to be more regular, or at least schedule the posts to come out at different times so I don't become THAT blogger. ANYWAY, in May (I know, it's been so long) I was able to go to San Salvador, El Salvador on a school trip to represent the United States. Some highlights:

I got to experience the Party Bus. It picked us up at the airport, and it was a refurbished old school bus with a black ceiling, strobe lights INSIDE, some crazy painting outside and it blasted music the entire time it went 90 mph down a winding mountain. In the rain. Yeah.

Our hotel was beautiful and had a breathtaking view.

Much like the nearby architecture.

I got to scale a volcano, tiptoe the Honduran border and see a crater that used to be a lake :) Look at that orange flower growing there all by itself. Individuality, folks.

I got to see the whole town of San Salvador (not featured. This is obviously only one part of it)

And then all of El Salvador in a tiny scale model the government had built!

I met new people...

and gave a very, VERY rough speech in Spanish in front of a bunch of native speakers. It was so much harder than you would believe.

Of course, I ate some DELICIOUS food. Please don't let the green tamale fool you. It was all unbelievably good. I am still on the hunt for popusas.

I met my first ever black sand beach,

stuck my toes in the Pacific and consequently, fell onto these rocks,

shopped at a Mayan market,

danced the night away the night the world was supposed to end to an odd mix of Spanish and English music on a club with an open bar and an entire wall that was actually a balcony and overlooked the entire city,

and met this guy. We were running late to the airport because the school we were supposed to be sharing a bus with was running late. This MILITARY ESCORT pops up (his truck says: Division for the Protection of Important Peoples. YEAH. Important people) and starts blocking off roads so that we don't have to stop for traffic. There are about three of these trucks on all of our sides and we're running red lights, hitting cars (!!! One of the police trucks pulled aside to console the shocked owner) and escorted our bus (THAT WAS PUSHING 100 MPH. A SCHOOL. BUS.) on the same windy mountain until we, not surprisingly, got to the airport on time. Did I mention they were waving massive guns at people who didn't get out of our way? Very cool. Very scary. Probably won't ever happen to me again.

And that, in a nutshell, was my time in El Sal :) It was a gorgeous country and when I get the chance, I will be back. I am a sucker for traveling and now, for black sand beaches.

Spring Break: The Last Day

I promise this insane photo dump is coming to an end and ending with, you guessed it! more pictures of food.

M came by to grab her things and we bid her a sad farewell. One thing that sucks about one of your best friends being in the Navy and stationed in WASHINGTON STATE is that you never really get to see them unless they're on emergency family leave or it's a holiday. Since neither of those things have really happened, this is actually the last picture I have with her (Until Christmas of course!)

We took in more of California and J really came to appreciate palm trees, leading him to wonder why we don't plant some in College Town, Texas.

We ate. Of course. But can you blame me? How delicious does this look?

I had my second ever banana split! (!!!)

And then some frozen yogurt though I wasn't the least bit hungry. But, sadly, there's not a Pinkberry anywhere close to where I live and it seemed like such a waste to pass up this opportunity. Across the street, J was getting a mojito and ran into the waiter we had had the night before (remember the crab-stuffed shrimp? He was the guy who recommended that). We were glad we had tipped him well and assured him that we weren't stalking him. I'm not sure if he believed us but he seemed cool about it and commented that we were the only customers who had ever found him at both of his jobs. STILL, it was PURELY incidental. Maybe I tried to find him on Facebook later but it was only because he was that cool.

And that wrapped up our Californian adventures :) While it satisfied by wanderlust for a while, I wouldn't mind going back sometime soon. Especially when the weather is a teensy bit warmer so J can really get a taste of the wonderfulness that is California.